She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?

Valle d'aosta Series 7 •HeiressxLawyer •FemXFem •Arranged marriage

COMPLETED STORY Serena Jade is your average teenager, she's got a boyfriend, and her best friends and she couldn't think of a better way to start year 12. That is until she meets her English teacher, Toni Young, incredibly beautiful, smart and very interesting. She also just so happened to be into girls! Serena on the other hand was a straight as you come. Or well so she thought.

The seduction dripped off of her tongue, just like I desired to be, her low voice entrancing me with the dangerously sadistic melodies of a siren song, with the most terribly sinful lyrics. "I could kill you right now, Angel." She inched closer towards me. "Right here," she said, her eyes raking over my body, sizing me up, slowly. The lustful grey in them soon lifted back up, intimidating mine. Her harsh words screamed murderous intent, but the look in her eyes whispered a different kind of sin. I couldn't tell whether my breath hitched at her cruel threat, or the yearning pulse between my... She interrupted my stream of consciousness, poisoning it with every still second, keeping her gaze on mine as her depraved hand reached out to caress the bruised side of my neck. "But I have something else in mind." ──────────────────── No one ever says it out loud. What she really is. Dangerous. Heartless. Merciless. A murderer. Everyone knows it. And now, she's in control. There are only so many people who kill their way to the top and get away with it. But there are things far more dangerous than power. Things not only worth killing for, but dying for. Seduction. Obsession. Love? Angeline Kelleher, her new secretary, seems to be the only one reckless enough to question her. To stand too close. To look too long. Unfortunately for Angeline, sin itself was designed to allure. Some urges were never meant to be denied, and resisting the sexual temptation of the devil is not an easy sport. But resisting falling in love may be even harder, especially with someone she wasn't sure was even capable of such a feeling... Hopefully 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 angel doesn't fall and break her wings. 𝑂𝑢𝑐ℎ． ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ #1 in lesbian (October 2025)

"I'll treat it like it's mine if you admit who it's for." She stated. Her words only made the ache between my legs worse. Fuck I hate her. But in that moment, my common sense seemed to evaporate. The battle between my brain and body seemingly came to an end. The way she was talking to me, the way she was touching me, left my body in a frenzy and she had barely done anything. I had never been this fucking desperate - And I hated it. "It's for you." I mumbled reluctantly as the last shred of my ego slipped away. "Who's it for?" She murmured, slowly sliding my red lace underwear to the side. "It's for you Anastasia." I breathed ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ Anastasia Grey, an lawyer notorious for representing the Mafia, finds herself on the run after getting entangled with the leader of The Green Angels. Originally from Ireland, she finds herself in the heart of New York, attempting to lay low as the assistant of a real estate agent. But with her past slowly creeping up on her and the hot headed blonde she now works for making her life nothing but difficult, how long will it really be before her world begins to crumble around her?

"I can be anything you want, my love," she mutters in my ear, her warm breath making my skin tingle and my body yearn for her to touch more of me than her gentle hug around my waist. While I do appreciate how gentle she is with me, right now I want more. I want more of her touch on my bare skin. I want her hands to explore me more than she's letting them. I know she wants more just like me, but she's holding back. "Oh, really?" I tease, wrapping her hair around one of my fingers and giving it a small tug, hoping that this will get her worked up. "Anything I want?" Alice hums, confirming her promise before peppering a few soft kisses along my neck while I consider my request. There's so much I could ask for. "Absolutely anything, my love." *** For those who never find pleasure easily, a creature who knows and can be their every desire is perfect - it's even better if the creature is the one lustful for them.

Loving her was never part of the plan. She was Nathalia's stepmother - someone she was supposed to respect, not desire. But feelings don't follow rules. What started as small moments slowly turned into something deeper and harder to ignore. published: 12/29/25 Completed: 04/06/26

Started: March 20, 2026 Ended: She died... but not completely. Valeria is back-this time, in her own body. No more pretending. She finally reclaimed what was hers. But everything she left behind? Hindi pa rin tapos. Fate has a cruel way of playing games... dahil muling pinagtagpo ang landas nila ni Alysandra-not as lovers, not as strangers-but as business partners. The same woman who once held her like she was everything... now looks at her like she's nothing. Alysandra is still trapped in the past-haunted by the love she lost, grieving the wife she thinks she buried... unaware that the soul she cried for is standing right in front of her. And Valeria? She knows the truth. She remembers everything. She feels everything... even the things she never dared to admit. But the question is- Should she tell Alysandra the truth? Or keep hiding behind a different kind of mask... forever? Because some truths don't just heal- they destroy. And some love... is better left buried. If the woman you loved died... but came back as someone else- would you still choose her... beyond the mask?

Started: January 20, 2026 Ended: March 18, 2026 What if you woke up... in someone else's body? Meet Valeria-a cold, deadly assassin who suddenly finds herself trapped in the body of Avelyne... a woman living a completely different life. A life she never chose. But it doesn't end there. Avelyne is married to Alysandra-an international model who barely looks at her, barely cares... like she doesn't exist at all. And as if that's not enough? May boyfriend pa ang so-called wife niya. Now Valeria is stuck in a life full of lies, secrets, and a love she never expected to feel. From killing without hesitation... to feeling something she doesn't understand. Can she survive this life pretending to be someone else? Or will she lose herself... beneath the mask?

She hated her. The rich, ruthless girl with eyes like frost and a smile like sin. Their worlds were warzones, their words weapons. But under neon lights and broken rules, hate began to burn into something darker-something dangerous. In a city built on lies, love was the cruelest betrayal. Where an assassin and an heiress fall in love. Enemies to lovers. Smut Angst Gxg P.S. If you like this book you might like 'Reverse Stockholm: bound to break her'. It is a darker take with dom/sub dynamics.